In the valley, the battle between Xiao Chen and the three kings raged on.
After a fierce fight, it seemed like both sides were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Bang!
As power collided, Xiao Chen took the opportunity to retreat three meters, his gaze fixed on the three kings as he spoke indifferently, "After all this fighting, it seems you're just cycling through those few moves. Have you run out of tricks?"
"Hmph, those words should be ours to say!" Yi King sneered, "Indeed, it's impressive that you've been able to hold out against the three of us for so long, but this is as far as you go. If this is all the strength you have, you are bound to lose this battle without a doubt!"
"That confident?" Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow and said, "Do you know how Nie Jiuyou died?"
"I'm curious too!" Yi King coldly said, "The strength you've shown so far seems enough to defeat Nie Jiuyou, but if he wanted to run, he should have been able to escape from you!"
